Page 97 of Summer Ever After
“No, I mean, what are you doing about Jane?”
I sit back in my chair, staring across the rec room at the nautical decor hanging on the walls.
“You can’t kiss a woman and then drop off the face of the earth.”
“Grandma, I’m not dropping off the face of the earth. I’m flying to Detroit for a golf tournament. It’s kind of my job.”
“So you’re leaving without saying goodbye?”
“Jane doesn’t want to see me. She made that abundantly clear last night when she almost ran over my foot with her golf cart just to get away from me.”
“Maybe she should have run over your foot. Then you wouldn’t be able to golf in your tournament, forcing you to stay and face what’s happening between you two.”
“I hate to disappoint you, but I don’t think anything is happening between us.”
It’s not like I haven’t tried. I’ve tried with Jane harder than any other woman in my life. I’ve tried even when I shouldn’t be trying, but she keeps pushing me away—aftershe’s pulled me in. It’s actually really confusing.
“Fine. We’ll forget about it and talk about golf.” She leans forward, moving some of her cards around. “When do you leave town?”
“In about a half hour. My flight is at noon on the mainland.”
“And what about the Sunset Harbor golf fundraiser? When is that happening?”
“Two and a half weeks.”
I wouldn’t be surprised if Jane canceled the event now because she wants nothing to do with me.
“So we have you here a little while longer.” My grandma smiles at me with a softness in her eyes. “You’re going to do great this weekend at your tournament. Just believe in yourself.”
“Thanks. I hope so.”
I smile despite the tightness growing inside.
Jane
Walker’s nameappears on my home screen, causing a heart arrhythmia inside my chest.
Why is he calling me?
We haven’t spoken since our kiss a few days ago. Isn’t he supposed to be playing golf in Detroit…like right now?
I stare at the phone, debating whether or not I should accept or decline his call. We’ve never talked on the phone before. What if he’s calling me in the middle of his golf tournament because there’s an emergency with Capri or Faye in Europe?
Fear mixed with curiosity gets the best of me, and I pick up.
“Hello?” I pace my bathroom while also trying to sound calm and casual. It’s a tough multitask, but I’m up for the job.
“Jane?”
It’s so good to hear his voice, to hear him say my name.
“Yeah?”
“Hi.”
My brows drop. “Why do you sound surprised that it’s me? You’re the one who called.”
“I’m just surprised that you actually answered, that’s all.”
